Here’s Esquire Magazine’s Woman Of The Year Emily Ratajkowski working her hotness in some sexy lingerie. I don’t know how they decided to give Emily the honor because I’m sure that there’s a more deserving lady out there who is either saving puppies or curing cancer and not getting naked for some stupid, yet awesome music video. I guess Esquire’s magazine sales are suffering and they figure Emily’s hotness will make them a couple of bucks. Smart, but realistically the only award Emily should be getting is for making my undies explode every time I see her.
